Semua Bab His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Layla's POV.I couldn’t concentrate.No matter how many emails I read, how many files I tried to review, my mind refused to cooperate.Every time I blinked, I saw him.Liam.The way he’d looked at me last night across that bar table like he wanted to devour in the most sinful ways possible, the way he’d said 'I don’t want to love you quietly'... And the way he'd fucked me till I was breathless as soon as we got to the hotel while whispering my name in the most ruthlessly romantic way.I should have been thinking about business reports and financial projections. Instead, I was stuck replaying his voice in my head like a song I couldn’t turn off.My pen slipped from my fingers, clattering onto the desk. I groaned quietly and pushed away from my chair. “Focus, Layla,” I muttered to myself.But it was useless. Every inch of this office... My desk where he had leaned earlier... literally everything reminded me of him. Of us.I needed air.Grabbing my phone, I stood, smoothing the wrinkles

Layla's POV.Liam froze instantly, his cock still buried deep inside me. He held me perfectly still against him.Thankfully, it had been the restroom next door.I could hear voices, laughing and discussing filling me with panic.Liam's body was rigid against mine, every muscle tensed as he held me against the wall and tried to keep us both perfectly still. I tried not to move and struggled not to breathe too deeply. My heart was pounding so hard, I worried that they might hear it.I closed my eyes, trying to keep myself calm and quiet, but the forced stillness only enhanced my awareness of how my body was still connected to Liam. Every wonderful inch. My pussy seemed to grow wetter around him and I couldn't keep myself from clenching my muscles. His mouth fell open and he stared into my eyes. He subtly shook his head in a silent message for me to stop, but my body was beyond my control.The perversity of our situation was making my heart race faster. Here I was, hidden in a bathroom w

Layla's POV. I’d been pacing the hotel room for the last thirty minutes, bored out of my mind. Liam had gone to his company’s branch for an important meeting, he'd said it won't take more than few minutes, but it had somehow stretched into the entire day. I’d tried working. I’d tried reading. I’d even called Adrian, though that lasted all of five minutes before he started bombarding me with questions about the company. Now, the air outside called to me. I needed movement, something to shake off the restlessness. So I grabbed my cardigan, slipped on a pair of low heels, and left the hotel. ... I tucked my hair behind my ear and walked without a destination, just one foot in front of the other, through streets that buzzed gently with life. For a while, I just breathed. No hindrance, no disturbance, just me. Until I felt someone’s eyes on me. “Excuse me,” a voice suddenly said behind me. I turned and my gaze fell on a middle aged man. He was tall, dressed in casual clothes, a

Layla's POV.Fuucking hell, Layla!" Liam grunted animalistic." His cock was throbbing inside my wet box, and our bodies stuck together as I pulled him deeper and deeper.Suddenly Liam lifted me up and lowered me down to my feet, although my legs were like jelly. "What's up?" I panted.He smiled at me."Turn around." He whispered.I turned my back to my brother's bestfriend, bent over at the waist and pressed my palms on the wall in front of me. I arched my back and seductively stuck my arse into the air. I could feel that my cheeks had naturally spread themselves open. I waited to feel his cock slide back into me, but instead I felt the feeling of a warm, wet tongue against my pussy."Oooooh god!" I moaned, "What are you doing?"Don't get me wrong, Liam was fucking amazing at eating me, but we were pressed for time and I needed that cock badly."Sorry, you taste too good." He said with a laugh, his tongue was attacking my clit, and my entire body shook wildly.Then he licked up my

Layla's POV. Donald’s visit still replayed in my mind, but it only made me smile, I had done what I've been wanting to do for the longest time. I’d buried the anger, the exhaustion, the pains, all of it. I’d handled him. I’d faced him down, finally, and something about that left me lighter. I was going through the last few pages of a report when my phone buzzed against the desk. It was from Liam. "Dinner. Tonight. No arguments." I blinked at the message, half-smiling before I could stop myself. Before I could even type a response, a second message came through. "And before you start, no, it’s not work dinner, It’s us dinner." I bit my lower lip, trying, and failing not to grin. I quickly texted him back. "You know we have an early meeting tomorrow, right? In few seconds, his message popped up again. "Exactly why I’m kidnapping you tonight." "Kidnapping?" I texted him. "Yes, C'mon, we won’t get chances like this once we’re back in London. Let me spoil you while I still can."